Some background.He is 4 and suffers from severe SA for which he takes medication. He was born into foster and never had a bad experience in his life, this is just his wiring. His whole life he has been a multiple. When I adopted him at three months, I already had two resident dogs. Add to that at least two additional fosters, it made for a good time.One by one my older dogs passed but the fosters kept rolling in. And out. No problems until he had the opportunity, purely by chance, to have me all to himself. He loved it! But he also loves playing with dogs. Over the last two years, he's changed. I noticed if I left with a foster to rehome and came back without him or her, my guy would FREAK! Running around like a psycho looking for the missing dog. So I started taking him with to show him, look, Fido is going, see. He got it. He never looked again.I'm skipping over a whole hell of a lot to get to two weeks ago. Another foster he ADORED but she was a lunatic, a fence jumper. She ran away on me but came back at dark and all around gave me a heart attack. Sweet as she was, she could not be a foster fail. I took her back on my way to work. I broke the protocol. He didn't get to see her go. Cue his insane panic when I arrived back home, sans foster. I had to open the car (both sides) to show him she wasn't there. He then ran around all 3 acres crying, looking for her. I felt like a heel.I do want another forever dog and I think age 4 is a perfect age to introduce one. He's still young enough but wiser so I did a thing and brought home a weeble wobble of a mix. Bulldog/Pug/Pitbull they say but Wisdom Panel will let me know next week, I'm sure. She is a lovebug. Very submissive to him, exactly what he needs because he is very submissive himself but will bully an aggressive dog should one enter the house. She succumbs to his every command happily and doesn't challenge him at all. Yet, he still acts like he doesn't want to be anywhere near her.I think the deal is, he doesn't want a puppy. He wants a dog. She's been here a week now. For the last couple of days, he is moping around here like I took away his reason for living. Today he stood in the middle of the living room staring for so long I though he might be having a seizure or suffering from dementia. But then she dug him a hole and he started to play.I am very fair. No one gets anything the other doesn't get. Big boy gets greeted first, let out of his crate first, etc. I am sure with time, things will be fine. It's not like they're awful, very far from it. She is the perfect puppy. I just can't take my big guy acting all depressed. It's just breaking my heart. I am going through a really rough time myself emotionally and financially and basically I guess I'm looking for some reassurance that this is just puppy blues. via /r/dogs http://ift.tt/2rwEpES
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